I advanced. Chapter Twenty-Seven: Harem's Battle Kora Falk I couldn't flee. I had to stand my ground and fight. But... the slime surging at me gave me hope. It could see. It glimpsed desi the ruby I clutched in my hand. It knew its creator's soul quivered in my grip, and it wanted it. So, I needed to give it what it wanted. “Rithi, bless my sexual juices and let them paint new beauty in the world.” “No, Kora, run!” Ealaín shouted as my pussy clenched about my fingers probing into my depths. My pussy juices would be my paint. I ripped my hand free, fingers spread wide. Ealaín had taught me so much about illusions. She showed me that I could fool even faeries. I could definitely trick this monstrosity. At the same moment I wrapped myself up in an illusion of invisibility, blending myself in with the surrounding terrain, I sent a doppelganger of myself darting to the right, racing around the formless ooze towards the door, my hand squeezing tight about the amulet. “Track it,” I muttered beneath my breath. “Rithi, please.” I couldn't pussy quite describe how I knew the thing followed my illusion. It didn't have a head or eyes. It didn't turn its bulbous body to follow my illusions sprint. But somehow I could tell it shifted its awareness. I stopped the illusion to its left, I puppeteered it, painting its actions as my fingers wiggled. My illusion shook the amulet. vagina “Come on, go for it,” I muttered, the magic of my spell flowing out of me. “Leave yourself open.” The appendages drew back into its body for a moment then erupted from the other side. Ealaín was clear to attack it as the thick, goopy limbs surged at my illusion. I jolted exotic my form into action to dodge away from the attack. But not fast enough. As Ealaín slammed her ax as hard as she could into the monster, its limb smacked my illusion. It broke apart into a scintillating web of rainbowed light, its appendage passing through it harmlessly. The amulet twinged erotic in my left hand as my right wiggled my fingers, trying to maintain the spell. It vanished, disrupted too much by its touch. Ealaín's ax embedded into the monster's body. It was a good blow, the best she'd landed, and her ax hardly penetrated. At the same moment, it rippled, drawing in the limbs that struck my illusion. A great gurgle burst out of it, almost sounding like bubbles rising out massage of tar. What a workout I’d had. He pounded me so hard, ramming that dick into me. I could take it. You are one massage Sexy Man Trav.” I was growing more and more aroused watching them kiss and grope each other with their hands. He erotic should have them finished by noon, and if he prepared for the second day of family training now, he'd be ready pussy to continue on his exotic sister right after lunch. “Don’t fucking touch me!” I growled. I was so weak. “Who the hell are you, anyway? She did this a few times until she finally pushed long and hard. Nonetheless, it turned her. Roxie continued to eat our Breanna's pussy with her tiny ass in my face wiggling it back and forth at me. Roxie than stared back at me saying, you're not done, just because you shot your wad doesn't mean we are done with you, now do something! Tammy gasped and her hand shot to my pussy as Dad entered the frame, his big cock thrusting out before him. "Aaand then I flipped off the three guys, the look of jealousy and disappointment plastered on their faces was enough to fuel my happiness for many days afterward, and Sarah and I continued to our thing like nothing had happened." Early in our meetings together, she was tentative in her reaction and release but by now she completely released herself to me, allowing her full senses to experience and express the joy and pleasure. I gripped vagina her hips and just lay there and enjoyed her. She nudged the girl next to her then she nudged the young man on her desi other side.